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only of glaring lacunae. Compare and despair. My life, reflected in the lost album, has been one of closeups, of people and things, often too close to my conscious- ness or to my skin to capture with either Polaroid
or iPhone. The best I can say is this: having removed from my own eye the log of attachment, I dislodged writer’s block as well. In blessed release from the chip on my shoulder, I am free, simply, to write about what I see without having to have it, too.
A book by Isabel Fonseca chronicling her four years of travel through Eastern Europe with gypsies is called Bury Me Standing. I say, bury me with my ear- rings, whichever pair I still own when I pass. Perma- nence has been for me the flashiest, least substantial of fantasies. When I take what my friend Dorothy
calls “the dirt nap”, you may lodge my ashes anywhere in Manhattan, maybe on somebody’s mantelpiece. Like Andy Warhol, “I want my machinery to disap- pear,” but I dare to hope the dust of my experiences, caught up by my own words, will persist, on book- shelves, or better still, indestructible in the immateri- ality of our common Cloud.
Zeiger graduated from Barnard College, and Columbia Law School, and earned a B.Dip in nineteenth and twentieth century decorative arts from the University of Glasgow. Since 1990 she has been widely published in British and American art magazines, as well as in books on the artist Rosemarie Trockel. Lisa is the former Decorative Arts Editor of NEST Magazine. Bread of Tombs is excerpted from her memoir Outlaw Aria.
The Burden in Becoming
acrylic on canvas 30'' x 30'' By Frances Ferdinands
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